When Jun came to school today he had a huge bruise around his eye.
There was also a plaster acorss his cheek.
Where does he keep getting these from?
I didn't say anything as I knew that if I asked he wouldn't answer.
Later on I asked him if he wanted to hang out after school.
"I can't, my dad doesn't let me out after school."
As he said that he looked down at the grass, sadly.
"Maybe another time?"
"Yeah. Maybe." He smiled in my direction as the bell went and we both got up to go to lessons.
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Ukulele Boy | Junhui
General Fiction"You look at me like there's something worth looking at." ✗Wen Junhui✗ ❖Trigger Warning❖
